Weekly fun call from Mom. comehomecomehomecomehomecomehome. Sorry. I live here now. Not to mention, you know, I'm unemployed, and jacking off in another state for a couple of weeks is not going to improve that situation any.
Yergh. No callback from the interview yesterday. Could take a week, maybe more. Even if they hire me, I won't go to work until the end of December. Which is okay, but I'll have been out of paychecks for quite some time by then.
I suppose this means that gifts for holidays/festival of winter avarice will largely consist of baked goods. Cheesecake for everyone. Try not to cry.
I miss last year. I'd have this situation taken care of by now. But no, no cheating. No operations to push things in any direction of my own volition. Prayer and exchange. That's the bitch part of this Priest thing. You can't *do* anything yourself. All you get to do is ask for help over and over and over again. The devotional part is fine - that's just polite. Hospitality, as it were. It's the asking for favors in return that seems to be a problem.
blerg.
Also, there's the matter of the Buffett CD and the argyle socks. The Buffett CD just showed up under a pile of papers. Nobody bought it, nobody would buy it,
chronarchy denies responsibility. The socks, much the same. One day, mysterious blue and purple argyles in the dryer. Nobody claims them, nobody has seen them before.
If anybody wants to trade anything for a Buffett CD and a pair of argyle socks, I'm open to suggestions. Especially if you have a green and black striped sweater. My green and black striped sweater (which is my favorite of all sweaters) has become so threadbare that you can see much more of my anatomy through the sweater than seems reasonable. Fare well, sweater friend, you were lovely and chenille.
Yergh. No callback from the interview yesterday. Could take a week, maybe more. Even if they hire me, I won't go to work until the end of December. Which is okay, but I'll have been out of paychecks for quite some time by then.
I suppose this means that gifts for holidays/festival of winter avarice will largely consist of baked goods. Cheesecake for everyone. Try not to cry.
I miss last year. I'd have this situation taken care of by now. But no, no cheating. No operations to push things in any direction of my own volition. Prayer and exchange. That's the bitch part of this Priest thing. You can't *do* anything yourself. All you get to do is ask for help over and over and over again. The devotional part is fine - that's just polite. Hospitality, as it were. It's the asking for favors in return that seems to be a problem.
blerg.
Also, there's the matter of the Buffett CD and the argyle socks. The Buffett CD just showed up under a pile of papers. Nobody bought it, nobody would buy it,
If anybody wants to trade anything for a Buffett CD and a pair of argyle socks, I'm open to suggestions. Especially if you have a green and black striped sweater. My green and black striped sweater (which is my favorite of all sweaters) has become so threadbare that you can see much more of my anatomy through the sweater than seems reasonable. Fare well, sweater friend, you were lovely and chenille.
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Date: 2004-12-01 09:34 pm (UTC)It's not the CD I sent you for your bday is it?
Just askin', 'cause ya know I'm a curious kitty. :)
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Date: 2004-12-01 09:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-02 12:14 am (UTC)RU on AIM?
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Date: 2004-12-02 09:56 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-02 01:51 pm (UTC)At least now you know CDs are not just mysteriously appearing, although in certain circumstances I would think that could be a good thing. However, I can't help you out with the socks thing. Maybe a sock fairy has taken up residence? *giggle* That's interesting though....maybe the dryer made them out of bits of all the socks it has swallowed before? Hmmmmmmmm
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Date: 2004-12-02 03:44 pm (UTC)not going exactly where intended
Date: 2004-12-02 08:27 pm (UTC)Between the wisdom of the masses and the judgement of my dad, the result wasn't bad surprisingly enough.
My best guess is that he somehow ended up on the best-seller list that appears when you click on "my wish list" without telling Amazon who you are.
Re: not going exactly where intended
Date: 2004-12-02 10:19 pm (UTC)Anyway, I think I've got the link thing sorted out now. Click on it, would you, and see where it goes?
Re: not going exactly where intended
Date: 2004-12-03 05:47 am (UTC)Re: not going exactly where intended
Date: 2004-12-03 09:40 am (UTC)oh and also.....
Date: 2004-12-02 01:52 pm (UTC)Re: oh and also.....
Date: 2004-12-02 03:45 pm (UTC)It's all fine now.
Re: oh and also.....
Date: 2004-12-03 09:37 am (UTC)Glad it's better